The habits of every animal are, at least in the eyes of man, constantly similar in all ages. But the habits, the clothes, the words and the dwelling of a prince, a banker, an artist, a bourgeois, a priest and a pauper, are wholly dissimilar and change at the will of civilizations.

He who best knows the world will love it least.

What is a child, monsieur, but the image of two beings, the fruit of two sentiments spontaneously blended?

Alas, two men are often necessary to provide a woman with a perfect lover, just as in literature a writer composes a type only by employing the singularities of several similar characters.

The duration of passion is proportionate with the original resistance of the woman.

When chaste people need body or mind to resort to action or thought, they find steel in their muscles or knowledge in their intelligence. Theirs the diabolic vigor or the black magic of will power.

Nobody loves a woman because she is handsome or ugly, stupid or intelligent. We love because we love.